Ginny Kissing Harry Novels & Stories

Suddenly an evil grin crosses Harry’s face. “Actually, I think I am going to keep on doing exactly what I have been doing. At least I’ve got her attention now. I’m the only one at this table who got a special drink.” Huh, he’s… happy I’m not sure that Cam was aiming to please him when she spiked his drink. But then again, he’s not wrong that he has her attention. Without hesitating, Harry stands up, leans down and kisses me on the cheek. Bellamy growls and Harry dodges away as Bellamy grabs at him.

She scoffed and Cercei laughed hugging her. "I love you baby girl" Cercei giggled and they both settled down in the bed. "So how is your romantic boyfriend doing, I Know he will end up creating a scene when he dropped you here" Mirabel professed and Cercei blushed covering her face not letting Mirabel sees it. "No need hiding, I saw that already. He kissed you in the presence of the students again, I am a good guesser" Mirabel smiled sheepishly flaunting her hair as if she just win a medal.

I had to keep my body active so instead of wasting time, Elle and I decided to go for a morning jog. Running through the concrete path and basking in the views of these glorious buildings surrounded by luscious greenery. We jogged towards the track field but halted in mid-step. The bench under the cherry blossoms that held my attention yesterday was now occupied. The girl was sitting on the lap of the boy. Both of them were kissing passionately. I could see the girl's side face only. But judging from the pearl necklace I had the idea who could it be. Victoria? I felt a light shove in my arms and turned to see that it was from Elle.

“Right?” Irwin’s breath hitched, her heart pounding in her chest. “Yes,” she whispered, her voice breaking. Dorian’s hand moved to her hair, his fingers tangling in the golden strands as he pulled her closer. His lips crashed against hers, a desperate and passionate kiss that seemed to silence all the questions and fears swirling between them. Irwin melted into him, her hands sliding up to rest on his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath her fingers. For a moment, everything else faded away. The tension, the pain, the uncertainty—it all disappeared, replaced by a connection that was raw and undeniable.

He reached out as if to stop her and I almost wanted him to touch her, I wanted him to yell at me and tell me to stay at home and that he wasn’t going to drive me anywhere but his hand dropped to his side and he smiled. “Yes, some other time.” Miss Aurora hugged him, holding on a little too long and placed a kiss on his cheek. My heart twisted in my chest for some reason. “I will call you,” she promised and left. I stood there watching her go wishing I could call her back. I could go home by myself but I’m sure Noah wouldn’t hear of it. “Ginny?” I snatched my gaze back to his. “Are you ready?” he sounded very concerned for me.

Ava encourages me to go on, so I continue, “He said so many things that day, and I got really angry. I was about to leave, but he grabbed me and kissed me.” “What?” Ava exclaims. Ava’s eyes widen in disbelief as the gravity of the situation sinks in. She takes a moment to process what I have just confessed. “He kissed you?” she finally asks, her voice a mix of shock and concern. I nod, my own emotions swirling. “Yes, and someone witnessed it. It’s all become so complicated, Ava. I didn’t mean for any of this to happen.” Ava places a reassuring hand on my shoulder. “Harper, it’s a tough situation. We’ll figure it out together.”

“Do you remember the anagrams in the pinball machine? Words are traps for ideas. I don’t need to say them because you already know.” “How will I know if you don’t say them?” “Because it’s our hearts that are speaking to each other.” “I see…” Sasha blushed. Normally timid, this time he bent down slightly to kiss Aki on the forehead. Aki closed her eyes at the gentle, cold touch of his lips. “You tell me this now?” she whispered. Afterwards, they both walked out of the antechamber into separate rooms and their shy glances over their shoulders were the last they ever saw of each other.

I couldn't help but laugh, "Believe it or not, Harry's actually rooting for us." "I find that really hard to believe." He said, taking a quick look at me. "The image of you kissing him messed with my head for days, Chip. Days." I laughed harder this time, "Okay, full disclosure, I only kissed Harry to make you jealous, and I'm glad it worked. And if you had observed the situation skeptically, you would've noticed that Harry looked just as shocked as everyone there that night." "Wait, what?" Dean furrowed his eyebrows. "Why did you want to make me jealous?"

He told her sweetly as he stepped forward, closing the distance between them. Harry placed his fingers under her chin and gently tipped her head up. He brushed her lips with his and kissed her deeply. “Here or in the packhouse?” He asked her. “Here, please.” She whimpered, her body screaming for his touch. He lifted her feet from the floor and wrapped her legs around his waist, as he carried her towards an old oak tree. He kissed her as he gently laid her upon the grass. She sighed as his hands began to roam across her body and his lips worshipped her skin.

He felt as if he was back in the past, when they were still deeply in love, indulging in their sweet time together. Suddenly, Harry felt a sharp pain on his lips and tasted blood in his mouth. She had bitten his lips! Harry did not stop the kiss. Even though they both tasted blood in the kiss, his kiss became rougher, urgent, and needy for her. By the end of this unending kiss, Summer raised her hand, wanting to slap him again. Harry reacted quickly, grabbing her hand in his. "Do you think I'd let you hit me a second time?"